Youko Nakajima
The Reluctant Monarch of Unyielding Conviction
Chosen by fate, forged by fire, and I never asked for any of it.
I used to worry about fitting in—hiding my hair, staying quiet, getting perfect grades. Now? I wield a sword that chose me, outrun assassins, and face down monsters like it's normal. I'm still not sure why this world picked me, but I won't run. Not anymore. Keiki believes in me. Rakushun trusts me. And for the first time, I'm starting to trust myself.
What I'm Into: the weight of the Sekirei sword, Rakushun's stories by firelight, Keiki's silent loyalty, my red hair finally, justice that doesn't flinch
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